Collared and Knotted
It was 5:05 on a Friday and the worst day of the week to be staying after work. Corbyn Jones got up from his desk, nearly knocking over a stack of papers as he hurried to put on his sport-coat, clamping the cordless against his ear. "No, sir. I've...
Practicing Surf Sex
Ash groggily turned around onto his side and jammed a hand on the snooze as it beeped out a 10:00 wake-up. He rolled over, fully-aroused, and felt for warmth next to his bare fur. Empty. The unicorn opened his eyes slowly against sunshine spilling into...
Tresses
Summer. It's a wonderful time to be a sea-otter, especially when you consider that the hotel swimming pools around the island are a lot more crowded, with a bevy of beautiful and handsome individuals of every color, size, shape and species. The...
Going Down on the Farm
Olivia Jones woke up with a start, still clutching her sheets, breathless, her heart pounding against her chest. Her eyes were still semi-vacant, her vision hazy and fuzzy as she tried to open them in the semi-darkness and look around her bedroom...
The Hunt
Lankia paused for a moment behind the tangle of golden shortgrass, shushing her sisters with a raised paw as she narrowed her eyes, a slow growl emitting from her throat. "Be still, both of you," the lioness warned them, then raised her head slowly up,...
The Water Demons
Jon glanced at the water for about the thousandth time before he finally stepped through the glass door and padded out to the Olympic-pool's deck. Somewhere deep inside him, he knew this was a crazy idea. Worse than the time he'd tried out for soccer...
The Midnight Swim
If you find yourself visiting down amongst the simple folk here in Delaware, Ohio, doubtless you've come across a tale or two about our small town from time to time. From the big Chanoa train wreck of aught-five, to the Winsord Tiger murders of '29,...
How to Make Love Like SeaOtters
The day certainly seemed like something straight out of a dream. David and I had spent the whole morning together, laughing, holding webbed paws, looking like two very love-sick sea-otters. We had met only the day before, just two people who had been...
The Pool
There were five of us. I know. It seems an odd and incredibly vague way to start a story, but when someone asked me about the pool the first time, that was all I could really think of to say. There was me, Tanya, Scrimno, Mark and Becky. Five people,...
The Breeding Station
It did not matter how many times Malia Fen looked out from beyond the confines of the fused dichroic glass into the celestial field that surrounded her. The stars still remained the same, erupting incessant bursts of hydrogen-borne helium, giving them...
The MILF Notebook: My Little Mer-Fox
His mother was waiting for him in her brand-new red Porsche as he walked down the steps of First Federal Bank of Beverly Hills and hopped inside the convertible. As it revved up and pulled away onto Rodeo Drive with a squeal of burning rubber, the...
For the Girls...
"Oh! H-hello..." I'm not used to seeing someone relaxing on the beach so early in the morning, and I unconsciously slip the fluffy red towel I'm holding from around my shoulders and press it against me, trying to cover my breasts. "Hello,...